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Still Writing Her Away,



I'm dreading the final countdown, each second might drop like bombs;
as the somber song in my poets heart aches to sing along.

Happy New Years, i send these regrets,
that as the new year rolls in, your still not happy yet;
I could send my love, I could send my best wishes
but what good will it do? We'll just stick with regret,

[12,11,10]

Best wishes,
I'll raise a glass as always to your name,
as i see you're still trying to write away my face.

[9,8,7]

All the bitterness in the world couldn't make this go away,
nor the 11:11 prayers muttered in dire straights;
".uoy ssim t'nod I" Oh Hook, you nasty villain,

what have you gone and done?
Stolen my dear Peter, off into the very sun.

[6,5,4]

Recognized or despised, my offer still stands, idolized,
in the gold of the bracelet i'll never give; to that i'll just sigh.
Never been much of a lover, though i tried
being a romantic is a dream i've let die.

[3,2]

Kisses, beautiful,
maybe this year will be better.

[1]

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  • AuraXX
    January 1, 2008

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    if it would of been up to you the moons the planets and the stars would of been given to peter but he dint know how to even apreciate the love you gave to him..she had you on you knees and even still no was the answer and now shw probably cherishes the memories that were left behind if shes even capable of remenbering due to her stupid video games or the pott she consummed instead of calling you on the phone
    she probly touh that her lirycs and her poetic quotes
    could kept you on her leash
    but baby you are better then that..
    never let an amazing girl like you go she should tatooe that on her forehead

    ily baby


  • Kristen Corpse
    December 28, 2007
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    I must say that you have a unique way of writing and I absolutely love it. This poem makes me think, a lot. I loved this line:

    "Recognized or despised, my offer still stands, idolized, "
    Something about it just seemed fantastic to me. Lovely job here, m'dear. IwtbtoNYiIc. [ask me later]

    Forever and always,
    Kristen ♥